Cao Nan and I were completely defeated by Huang Mao.

After parting, I went back to the store, Huang Mao ran to the Internet café when he was rich, and Cao Nan couldn't help but go back to sleep.

I washed up and ate something.

At this time, his head suddenly flashed, and he remembered a point, where did Huang Mao "fall in love at first sight"?

He was arrested by the police station, it must be from the township, but the key is ...... I haven't heard of any girl who is so inappropriate to stand on a telephone pole.

The countryside is not as good as the city, it is completely an acquaintance society, if this is known, the backbone will be broken, and there is no need to wait for the police station to take action.

I didn't understand it, and I didn't have a clue, so I threw off this thought and turned my attention back to Chen Laogen.

My intuition told me that something was wrong with Chen Laogen, and he left me again and again, without even saying hello, putting me in a dangerous situation, which is not what a person who practices the Dharma should do.

You must know that Dharma is very causal, if Chen Laogen didn't respond at the beginning, then he could not care about anything, but once he responded, he couldn't retreat casually, otherwise there would be retribution.

After that, I thought of the person who informed Cao Nan to save me, who could it be? On the way, I and Cao Nan had a number, it was a strange number, I thought it was Chen Laogen, he left in advance when he was in a hurry, and knew that I was in danger, so he notified Cao Nan to save me.

But soon I denied it, Chen Laogen was sitting behind me at the time, what is there to say no, it's over, why is it so troublesome?

Moreover, that number is not Chen Laogen's.

The twists and turns in this made me smell a strong smell of conspiracy, as if there were people fighting openly and secretly around me, but I didn't know who they were.

……

After eating breakfast, I was sleepy, so I closed the door of the store and squinted, today is not a market day, there is no business, I woke up in the afternoon and made a few orders, and I washed and slept early after dark.

In the middle of the night, the red-clothed doll came again, and a whirlpool rose in my heart, to be honest, aside from the fact that she was not human, I was still a little frightened, and the other feelings were really enjoyable.

Her lips and tongue are cool and smooth, with a charming fragrance, and the lingering tip of her tongue is extraordinarily wonderful, which makes me unsatisfied every time. Even, I always have the urge to press her under me, but unfortunately I can't move every time I am pressed by the ghost's bed.

But this time it was different, before my mouth was kissed, an incomparably soft and graceful delicate body pressed against me, and silky strands of hair fell, covering my face.

I was shocked, she was clearly lying down!

"Fuck me!"

I was shocked and enthusiastic, my chest was pressed by a pair of amazing fullness, my delicate body was soft and weak, and it was so delicate that I felt like I was about to ascend to heaven.

What is she trying to do, she doesn't have enough yang qi to breathe, and she plans to go further?

She didn't seem to have mastered the essentials at first, and when she was adjusting her posture, she actually let out a soft hum from her mouth, as graceful as a yellow warbler, this was the first time I heard her voice, it was very crisp.

After a while, her cool lips came to her face, and her little tongue skillfully poked in against the tip of my tongue.

How have I ever experienced such a scene, in the middle of the night, if I could move, I would definitely become a beast.

After she left, I couldn't calm down for a long time, until I rinsed and played in a cool shower, and then gradually calmed down.

The act of the red doll gave me a new understanding of her.

She doesn't feel like she's sensible, to put it bluntly, she doesn't have the so-called "shame", because I don't feel her nervousness, it's just to absorb yang energy more conveniently.

An irrepressible thought swirls through my head, is it just an instinct for her actions? There is no wisdom, or in other words, does not understand what it means to be intimate with a man and a woman.

But there is another possibility that cannot be ruled out, and that is that she doesn't care!

After thinking about it for a while, I leaned towards the first option, which has no specific reason, which is intuition.

She didn't seem wise, or a little ignorant, she was just absorbing what she needed, and it was all up to her instinct to use what method and posture to use.

This conclusion makes me a little nervous, because instinct is actually a very dangerous pattern of behavior.

She sucks my yang energy because of need, but if one day she thinks that killing me will better satisfy her needs, she will not hesitate, without any emotional attachment and reluctance.

To put it mildly, it's a kind of "bestiality", although this "bestiality" feels wonderful.

I barely slept in the second half of the night, and while my head was savoring the wonderfulness, I was worried about whether the wonderfulness would turn into a murderous disaster in a second.

After thinking about it, I feel that I have to consult Huang Mao about this matter, Chen Laogen has lost his guidance on dealing with the red-clothed doll since he came out of nowhere.

Huang Mao saved his life, and the initial trust should be fine.

……

Early the next morning, I went to an Internet café to look for Huang Mao, but he was not there. So I immediately called Cao Nan and asked where he was, but Cao Nan even said that he didn't know.

At this moment, a blackened bare-chested young man next to him muttered and asked, "Are you looking for Brother Mao?" ”

I was slightly stunned, wondering if he was talking to me, because he didn't look back, holding a cigarette in his mouth and concentrating on operating the game character.

When I got closer, I knew that it was Liu Erlong, who lived near the polder, who belonged to the category of being idle and not doing business, except for eating, drinking, and smoking; There are a few like-minded juniors under his hands, who claim to be the gangsters in the township, carrying the handle.

But that's basically bragging, because there is no oil, water and environment in the countryside to store gangsters, he just dares to fight, and occasionally blackmails outsiders, and no one in the local area is afraid of him.

The ruthless characters who can really mix all went to the developed coastal areas in the name of part-time jobs, and when they came back, they all looked like dogs, and they looked down on turtles like Liu Erlong at all.

But then again, no one will make trouble for himself to provoke him, so he can hide and stay away.

"What about you, looking for Brother Mao?" Liu Erlong saw that I didn't reply, so he turned his head and glanced at me with disdain.

"Do you know where the yellow hair is?" I hurriedly asked, and at the same time I was a little speechless to Huang Mao, although Liu Erlong was not doing a good job, but with the false name of "Jinpen Township Carrying the Handle", he felt good to himself, and he didn't look down on ordinary people at all.

Huang Mao can get him to call Brother Mao, which is not something that can be done casually; I really don't know how he bragged, but he actually won Liu Erlong into his throat.

Liu Erlong stopped the game, smiled lewdly at me, and said, "He is in the widow's little red house." ”

My mouth suddenly grew up.

The Little Red Mansion is a legend of Jinpen Township and even Yuliang County, because it gathers several elements that people talk about.

First, there is money, it tells the villagers facing the loess with their backs to the sky, what is a villa, what is a rich man's house, what nannies and security guards do, and what luxury cars look like.

Second, colored, the owner of the Little Red Mansion is a white and plump widow named Sai Yuer, and what is even more legendary is that she has died six husbands.

I've seen her a few times, her face is average, but her body is very lethal, convex and backward, especially in line with the country's aesthetics of a woman with a big ass who can have a son.

She is like a ripe peach, as long as you pinch it gently, the juice will rush out. Especially the pair on the chest, how many men are fascinated.

Everyone unanimously agreed that her six husbands were overly sucked dry and tired to death by "ploughing the fields", and many people simply bluntly said that she was a goblin and a slut, especially the sisters-in-law in the township.

Because she is really powerful, she has the nickname of "widow", and there is a nursery rhyme about her in the township: widow and widow, there is milk and grain, milk is white milk, grain is white grain.

I couldn't help but make up a picture in my mind, Huang Mao was introduced into the Little Red Mansion by the widow, and then N times a night, and when he came out again, he was already an adult.

It's not like I'm thinking, this Internet café is the property under Sai Yuer's name, and she sometimes comes over to take a look, and the grandson of Huang Mao may not be able to walk when he sees her. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been arrested by the police station last time.

I can't figure it out, the last time he didn't pay for prostitution, it happened in Xiaohonglou.

"When did he go?" I asked.

"Yesterday when it was almost dark." Liu Erlong's face was full of envy, and he took a puff of cigarette and said longingly: "If Lao Tzu can enter the Little Red Mansion to do a fucking shot, I am willing to die tomorrow!" ”

I "admired" in my heart, said thank you and left, Huang Mao went to the Little Red Mansion and could only wait for him to come out by himself, there were security guards and wolf dogs in that place, and ordinary people couldn't get in.